He stirred slightly from the touch and for a hair's breath he thought he was back home in that quaint little historical gatehouse in the English countryside he had grown up in, but the steady hum of the machines soon pulled him out of that dreamworld. His eyes opened and focused on Alec, a bit surprised to see the man looking back at him and with that fond older cousin hand running over his head again.

"You're awake."

Anthony sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and giving his spine a good stretch backwards over the head rest of the chair to try and work the kinks out.

"Might as well get the really annoying questions out of the way now... How are you feeling?"